"Claire sweetie... lunch is ready", I heard Mama calling for me from the kitchen. That meant I needed to get up on my butt and set the table. I put down the novel I was reading and glanced up. Dada was staring at me. I noticed my parents kept doing that since I came here.
"What, I asked Dada with a smile on my face.
He nodded his head pointing at the dining table's direction.
Oh-oh that means we will discuss it over lunch. I'm nervous now.
Did they know I slept with the guy I hit? Shocks! I hope not.
Mama and Dada were very traditional people, they believe that sex should come after marriage only.
I took the glasswares, silver spoons and fork from the cupboard and set the table. My stomach growled for I could smell Mama's cooking. She was one of the best cook on earth, I wasn't saying that just because I was her daughter, coz it's true. My mother used to be a s chef but she stopped working once she had me. While Dada worked as a successful architect in the city. Both of them were great parents and God-fearing people. Dada worked while Mama became a hands-on wife and mother. She never regretted not pursuing her career for she said in doing so, I turned out into a proper lady and not a tramp.
What a laugh, huh?
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I was quiet during lunch. I ate too much, more than I usually did and that didn't escape my parents' attention.
"So who is he?", Mama asked.
I looked up and saw them staring at me. Both of their eyebrows were raised. I looked at my plate and hesitantly asked,
"W-what do you mean?", then I ate a mouthful. Hoping they would take the hint that I wasn't done eating.
"You know who I'm talking about? That gentleman you slapped", Mama took her cup of peppermint tea and sipped it. That meant she finished her lunch and small talks, or rather, big talks were about to begin.
I set my spoon down and took my time chewing.
Oh my! Did they find out I fucked Alex? What will Dada say?
"We're waiting Clarissa", Dada. Obviously he was bidding his time, too.
"Alex Jude Carter", then I let go of my breath. I didn't think I was holding it in the first place.
"And is he your boyfriend? How did you meet him? I heard from Leoni he is Mrs. Smith's grandson?", Mama did her investigations but I didn't have any idea who the hell was Mrs. Smith.
"Mama, I barely knew the guy".
But I slept with him.
Well, I couldn't tell them that!
"I see. Well, he asked your Dada's permission to take you home after the wedding reception. We thought you must have reconciled after you had that spat with him. He's a handsome fellow, Clarissa. Dada's jealous when I almost swooned infront of him", then Mama giggled. My eyes widened.
Oh my! They thought Alex and I were together!
"You didn't introduce him to us, Clarissa", there was a somber look at Dada's face. They really thought Alex's my boyfriend. I was speechless.
"Dada, he's not my boyfriend", I squeaked.
"What? But that's what he told us. That's why we allowed him to take you home?', Dada was in rage now.
"Now, now, darling calm down. The kids might be having a spat. That's why Clarissa's here. It's just a mutual understanding on their part. You know how their generation these days are", Mama gave me a pointed look. It meant I must watch what I say to Dada. She made me feel like a teenager and not a woman of twenty-six.
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The One For Him
RomanceHow could I resist him? How could I quench the desire I feel for him? How could I ignore him? A lot of questions are puzzling me. I am Clarissa, a strong but naive woman. I was in love with someone but we were never in a relationship. He chose som...